He went that way clear back on the Powder, and it's been a fight between us ever since.

I 'll be all right now if you lads will only look after him.

This is going to reach Custer, and I'll take it!" He flung back his ragged coat, his hand on the despatch-bag.

"I 've earned the right." Brant reached forth his hand cordially.

"That's true; you have.
What's more, if you 're able to make the trip, there is no one here who will attempt to stop you.